"You may feel them or my cherry, I don't mind."He slowly brought his hands to her moneymakers and jolted too."Oh, you two are too much," I moaned."Mom... are you masturbating?" Kate asked."Yes." You should probably get naked too then; at least we won't be the weird ones," she offered, before turning back to him. "So you told mom you wanted to have sex with me?" Yes, and told her the same?" he pondered as I stripped myself."Yes, does that mean we're weird?" Probably, sis, but wow, you have soft. "Jack, I don't care what I pay you. Hurt them so bad they never forget the pain. Leave one alive, with enough pain to last a lifetime, and barely enough strength to breathe. Let him go tell the others how horrific it was."It made me sad to be so furious. No one comes into my home and attacks my family - and lives.We spoke it about it no more. Jack nodded and walked away.Life went on. It always does ... at least for those that survive. Jack heard from a 'source' that the mob killed the two jerks. After about ten minutes, I was still almost fully clothed, Gemma was down to her bra and shorts, but both Holly and Rachel were down to there bra and panties, geving me a great eyefull.Then almost inevitably I went on the most unlucky losing streak and was down to my boxers, which barley consealed my erection.The next hand was lost by Rachel, she took off her top revealing her small breasts, but she had the most enormous nipples, I couldn't take my eyes off them,The next hand was played, yes. Her sweat-covered body was racked with frightenedsobs, her breathing shallow and ragged, her eyes drooping, yet panicked. Shehad been in this state of panic for three days. A tube that penetrated thehood let water through once a day, but the two small tubes that pierced hernostrils were the only source of air. The most torturous device of all, wasn'teven touching her. The end had been sharpened to a point, the shaft long andnarrow, like that of a broom. It was aimed at her private core, the tip.